i am becoming self aware of
my idiosyncrasies and of
the repetitive topics i write on and of
how when i can't think of
anything, i just write of
love, depression, winter, and of
how stressed and oppressed i feel.

words cannot adequately describe my love
for everything about you.
to auscultate your words, to draw you in-
i would consign all i had to.
disregarding and forsaking everything
is an easy thing to do
for you.

why must you stress me, soceity?
not thin enough,
not hot enough,
not... enough
you force me into a mould,
one my spirit just can't hold,
and expect me to go down quietly.
and, to that, i say NO!
i will not go,
will not let society get the best of me.

perfect melodies-
strumming, soothing, relaxing-
lull me, give me peace.

stronger winter winds force themselves past me,
past my bare, cold shoulders.
i try to ignore it, but fail to see-
see that it's slowly killing me-
the cold that's not only there physically,
but also the cold inside of me.
that cold which numbs me to all feeling,
which makes me want to stay sleeping,
which also makes me want to begin waking.
and i want you to wake me- warm me.
the touch of your fingertips against me- hold me,
hold me against you, revive me;
let my lips rest on yours, rectify me.
protect me from the winter winds,
the winds that force themselves into me.
i've tried to ignore it but now i see,
see that it's slowly killing me,
but you breathe and diffuse
new life and love and peace
and joy into me.

strumming- vibrations and friction-
friction against bare fingers,
callused from the repetitive motion,
creating sounds, gorgeous chords,
notes that speak of joy,
of sorrow, of.. beauty.
all from friction, vibrations,
strumming.

steamy mochas topped with foam,
lattes with caramel, chocolate, and hazelnut.
soaking up the shades of brown-
the walls, skintones, all within doors shut.
i let the scents of coffee beans and tea leaves
fill up my senses- breath drawn in deep-
released like soft wind against the trees.
the fumes, i could take in; this place in which i could fall asleep.